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Chapter 1083 Qin Fen's Solo Performance Time

Sun Yujie was so good, she didn't know how to answer it, so she just picked up her mobile phone and shook it at the other party with a blushing face, the meaning was obvious, you want to see it, right?
It turned out that it was already past twelve o'clock, Qin Fen nodded, the thing on the Tianting side was to reorganize the department, to assemble the lottery and payment platform team, this is not in a hurry right now, just look at the results of the tea party after dinner.

As for the robot contest?He is not in a hurry anymore. He has a long way to go to promote the ancient inheritance, from gourmet food to weaving, from weaving to mechanism, and many more.

Just as they were talking here, a few strange voices sounded from the side.Qin Fen turned his head to look, and found that it was a group of foreigners, about a dozen of them were small or small.Both men and women, big and small, young and old.

Some of the old people looked at the dishes that were served with depressed faces, and one of the old ladies looked at a piece of chicken feet in horror.

"Oh God, it looks so weird!" The old man leaned back a little.

"My God, what is this? This is the internal organs?" Another old man also looked depressed, hesitating as he watched the fire.

The other women looked even more horrified. They seemed to have no appetite for many delicacies, but they were staring at a few ordinary glutinous rice balls.

"What's this?" A middle-aged man called over to the waiter, pointing to a few dishes, his face flushed, as if he wanted to ask if there were no such things in the name of the dishes.

"This is the dish you ordered!" The waiter was very polite, adhering to the idea that the customer is God and responded appropriately.

"But that's not what I ordered, right?" The foreigner looked irritated.

Qin Fen also heard the conversation between the two, but the Queen Mother was a little puzzled, what about eating?

As if seeing his companion's doubts, Qin Fen took a sip of water, "Actually, the eating habits of the West and our East are very surprising. For example, they don't eat offal, no matter what offal, chicken, duck, cattle, and sheep are not eaten.

There are also chicken feet, depending on the individual, some don’t eat them, especially those that have been marinated, because the color is not good, they will feel fear in their hearts, I have always wanted to promote my Chinese cuisine, but there are many problems in the habit, not so Easy to break! "Qin Fen explained indifferently, Shanghai is an international metropolis, and it's normal to have foreigners.

In addition, the recently held robot expo, promoted by the government, has attracted a large number of foreign guests. It is not surprising to meet some foreigners who are not used to Chinese food.

The Queen Mother finally understood when she heard it, and looked at Prince Dong curiously, are you so thorough about diet?Looking back, I was relieved, it seemed that the God of Cookery was messing with him.No wonder.

Uncommon but strange, my brother-in-law is the unique No.1 chef of Yanhuang, who has tasted the tip of his tongue.Sun Yujie didn't have anything to doubt, Qin Fen's skills lay there.

The three of them didn't care at all, and left after taking a short break after eating.

But an anxious voice came over, "Frank, Frank, what do you want to eat, tell mom what to eat, you haven't eaten for a day!"

The little boy who has lived abroad seems not to be used to it, but when he thinks of the robot arena, he can't help begging his parents to take him to the scene in person to experience the feeling of technology and fantasy, tension and fighting.

Children are no better than adults. It is the time when they are growing up. In addition, they consume a lot of energy when they are active. They don’t eat, but only eat some sweets. She didn't even want to eat some of the dishes, and finally broke out together.

"Call your manager!" My mother was like an angry lion at the moment. Although the other party was not at fault, she was panicked and needed a vent.

Frank glanced at the table, then curled up on the chair, playing with the chopsticks with both hands, as if he was not interested in anything. Under his eyes, there was a black circle, and the pupils were a little irrelevant. It could be seen that his mental state was not good , which also has jet lag and soil and water issues.

All kinds of reasons were tangled together, and naturally I lost my appetite.

One child is like this, and the others are not much better. Naturally, it affects the adults invisibly. All the foreigners at this table looked at the waiter angrily. I hurriedly found the lobby manager, but it was useless to negotiate. The understanding of foreigners is different from ours.

He thinks that your dish should display the ingredients instead of taking an unknown name.

The manager is also hard-pressed. How can he explain this? Many dishes have been passed down like this. They were called this way a long time ago, and some new dishes were added. In order to reflect elegance and class, the names are chosen in a variety of ways.

Don't say that foreigners don't understand, even Chinese people can be dumbfounded.

As soon as the manager was in a hurry, he ran to the side and called the chef over. The layout of this restaurant is interesting, with a circle around and a circle in the middle. The circle in the middle happens to be the operating room, and guests outside can also see it. Looking at the situation inside, this gives people a sense of transparency and atmosphere, as if to tell everyone that the kitchen is not free for idlers, everyone can see it, and it also gives people a sense of safety and hygiene.

The chef walked over to the foreigners, arguing for a change of dishes, not only for changes, but also for something they like.On the other side, he was so depressed that he was dying, and the chef took care of it. It was not his job to place the order, and he had to take care of a few children. Isn't this embarrassing?
How does he know what those hairy kids like to eat?
There was a commotion between the two sides, and they couldn't coordinate, and the crowd watching the excitement gradually turned their eyes to this side.

Seeing the owner of the restaurant jumping up and down, and the chef's face full of pain, Qin Fen couldn't bear it. There was no right or wrong, it was just a conflict of ideas. Thinking of this, he naturally stood up.

The chef also complained, "What to do? How to do it? They didn't say anything, why did they ask me to do it? What else? Those kids said that they like to eat fried chicken and so on. , What the hell tell them to go to KFC, come to our Chinese restaurant to fuck?"

The master went crazy, the lobby manager could only laugh with him on both sides, neither side dared to offend, the boss could only apologize on one side, what the hell is this?

Just when a conflict was about to break out, a crisp voice sounded from the side, "Why don't you let me try?" Qin Fen shrugged at the boss as he walked.

Qin Fen's voice was not loud, but it was loud. In a relatively quiet environment, he threw a stone heavily.

Most of the foreigners can understand Chinese, and they looked at him in surprise, "Are you the chef here?"

What a fart, the chef also looked at Qin Fen blankly, he can't even do it, you?What kind of onion are you!

"Who are you?" The boss was also dumbfounded. How come there are still people who come to participate? Is soy sauce popular these days?

"Qin Fen!"

An ordinary name appeared in the hall, and many people were speechless. People asked what you do, is your name interesting?Not to mention the boss and the two parties involved, even the guests who watched the excitement were stunned.

There were only three pairs of eyes that looked very calm. Among the three women, besides the sister-in-law and the Queen Mother of the West, there was a young woman in the corner showing a strange smile, "Isn't this the Qin Fen that the robot arena was looking for, Professor Qin? Why is he here?" ?”

Qin Fen?The woman repeated it carefully twice, and it seemed familiar. Even the chef was a little curious. He swept away the unhappiness just now, and looked at the young man opposite, seeming familiar.

Then the two said at the same time, "Are you Master Qin Fen? The one at the Lotus Pavilion?"

(End of this chapter)